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On the other side, the clock goes back to a minute ago,

In the inner courtyard of the clan that beats the enemy,

A group of housekeepers are drinking afternoon tea here leisurely as usual,

The housekeepers were dressed in suits, sitting calmly in all corners of the housekeeper's room, eating desserts and drinking tea, looking very leisurely, but not like subordinates, like masters.

And the fact is also that although these butlers have served the enemy beating family all their lives, they are only respectful to the few members of the enemy beating family.

Even if you only need to listen to the will of the head of the Sheba family,

And in other aspects, whether it is facing those subordinates in the clan, or facing others outside the clan, as a steward who beats the enemy, plus a person with good mental ability, it is basically the status of one person under ten thousand people,

"I've heard that both Siba-sama and Zuno-sama are dead..."

"Because to go on an assassination mission..."

"In the capital of the Republic of Batochia..."

"No, it won't... With the strength of those two adults, there can still be a mission that can't be done?! ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen any of the two adults."

"I've never had such a long mission before..."

"Enough!"

A man who seemed to be the head of the housekeeper spoke, directly interrupting their rude discussion.

"How can we discuss the affairs of the Lord's house?!"

"We just need to do our job!"

"Have you forgotten the compulsory course as a butler for beating enemies?!"

The butler leader seemed to be quite prestigious, and after a deep and cold drink, the butler's room fell silent, and no one dared to discuss anything about the head of the Xiba family and the previous head of the family.

"Sycamore-sama!"

A servant suddenly broke into the butler's room, and cried out in panic,

"What's wrong?!"

Wutong frowned, he had always been very disgusted with servants who were not polite and secondary,

"Trial..."

"The Gate of Trials!

”

Before Sycamore could ask what was going on, the sound of a huge weight whizzing flooded the entire butler's room!

"Whew.... Hugh..."

"What's that!?"

"Looks like something is going to fall!"

The housekeepers dodged out one after another, looking outside,

"This is...."

"The Gate of Trials!?"

The stewards immediately recognized this landmark building that beat the enemy, but now the situation is that the Gate of Trial, which should have stood at the gate, actually flew out of thin air to the inner enclosure of the enemy!

"Flash!

”

Wutong was the first to react, and hurriedly reminded all the housekeepers to dodge as soon as possible.

And as soon as he spoke,

The thousand-ton Gate of Trials was pressed down like an ancient mountain, and the sheer weight brought with it an extremely terrifying gravitational acceleration, and the mere air currents curled their faces in pain.

"Boom!

”

The huge gate of trial was smashed horizontally into the building complex of the Enemy Clan, and the wooden building materials of hard marble and hundred-year-old trees were as fragile as tissue paper in the face of such a huge weight.

In just an instant, it was smashed by the surging trial gate, setting off a huge wave of qi!

And after easily smashing a building, because it was thrown horizontally, the Gate of Trials tended to crush the buildings deeper than the enemy inch by inch!

"Boom!"

The last tremor of the collapse of the sky came, and the gate of trial, which almost crushed the enemy Hakka land into ruins, could not be stopped, and smashed on the ground.

"Bang!"

An explosion sounded, and the butler leader Wutong, who was buried in the ruins, jumped directly from it,

"What the hell is going on...."

Sycamore frowned, confused and frightened, completely unable to understand what was happening,

What kind of power can actually uproot a protégé of trials weighing a thousand tons?

and also threw it into the inner circle of the enemy family.

"Is it some kind of telekinesis..."

"No... To lift the door of trial of this weight, it would take too much energy or too much cost..."

"Even if it's the head of the family or Lord Maha, you can't do it..."

Just as Sycamore was in shock, he saw 'March' flying in the air.

"So..."

"That's what this woman did..."

"Uninvited guests..."

Seeing 'March' in the air like a god looking down on everything in the enemy family, Wutong knew in his heart that it was this woman who caused all this.

And it's likely that they're here to take revenge on the enemy family!

Although Wutong was frightened, the quality of the butler who beat the enemy still made him force him to calm down, and he shouted in a deep voice,

"Is there anyone else?!"

When the words came, more than a dozen or so exuded thoughts, and the figures in suits and trousers quickly gathered behind Wutong,

Despite the terrifying power of the Trial Gate, it is a dead thing after all, and due to its weight, the speed of flight is not very fast at all.

So there is enough room for the butlers who beat the enemy to react,

Basically, except for the subordinates who can't read, or the trainee stewards who don't practice enough recitation, the other butlers have all survived the terrifying attack from the sky.

"A few of you go to protect Lord Jiqiu and a few young masters!"

"You guys go to the rescue and notify the other butlers and subordinates!"

Wutong did not hesitate to give orders, and arranged the tasks of the surviving housekeepers in an orderly manner.

"You! Go inform Lord Maha! ”

After a few orders, the housekeepers suddenly walked halfway,

And with the rest of the housekeepers looking at the sycamore, ready to go,

Although the scene of the landing of the Gate of Trials did scare them, as stewards who have served the enemy beaters since they were children, they were skeptical of the loyal mother of the enemy beaters.

They will not fear death because of the strength of the enemy, and if necessary, they will never sacrifice their lives to protect the Lord's house.

"So..."

"Let me see what you're up to!"

Wutong held a coin in both hands, and looked at the woman who had flown over them with a serious expression,

"A lackey who beats the enemy..."

'March' looked at the men in suits and leather shoes under him,

"Hugh..."

Several steel hammers with thoughts were ejected by the sycamore, with a power comparable to that of bullets, and shot into the air 'March',

In the face of such a weak attack, 'March' didn't even raise his hand, and his eyes in six purple circles stared at the bullets that were fired, and the slow bullets were de-motivated.

Stranded in front of 'March'.

"Some kind of invisible defense...."

Sycamore thought secretly,

"So what..."

"Can you defend it?!"

As he spoke, Wutong's fingers turned into an afterimage, like a machine gun, from which he kept shooting coins comparable to bullets.

Suddenly, a storm of metal coins was formed, sweeping towards 'March',

'March' expression remained unchanged,

"Fight for firepower..."

"Then let's try it."

I saw that March's body did not move, and the parts of his hands began to look like a machine, and various changes in the parts of the mechanism began.

After a complex mechanical change, March's originally white hands turned into densely packed warheads,

"Shura Dao..."

"Five-fingered missile!"

"Hugh Hugh Hugh..."

The sound of exhaust gas ignition continued, and the small missile in the hand of 'March' suddenly burst out at great speed, colliding with the metal storm launched by the sycamore, and exploding into a piece.

"Bang!"

The metal storm composed of coins was obviously powerless, and the bombardment of several missiles consumed the energy in it.

And the follow-up missiles of the 'March' Shura Dao are far more than single digits.

"Hugh Hugh..."

The dense Sidewinder missiles are like locusts that cover the sky during the locust plague, and the density is extremely high, occupying almost the entire sky.

"Get out of the way!"

Without hesitation, Wutong led a group of housekeepers behind him to wrap his legs and feet, and dodged at a speed comparable to that of a cheetah.

"Bang bang bang!"

Shura Dao's missiles exploded on the ground, colliding into deep craters, and 'March' turned the 'muzzle' with a calm expression and fired the missile in the direction where Wutong and his party fled.

For a while, as if touching a minefield, the explosions on the ground were one after another, and the explosions continued to sound!

"This guy..."

Wutong frowned, constantly driving his body to dodge the missile attack,

But apparently the number of missiles and the duration of their maintenance were beyond his expectations,

"Brought an arsenal..."

"Or rather..."

"It's some kind of embodied ability..."

However, to Wutong's slight reassurance, although these missiles are powerful, they are far less fast than bullets or coins he shoots.

For those who have a certain degree of spiritual ability, as long as they are slightly prepared, they can avoid missile attacks.

"What I need is not to defeat this guy..."

"It's procrastination..."

"Wait until Lord Maha arrives."

"That's basically the victory..."

Wutong calculated like this, he had served the enemy Hakka for so many years, and at the same time, he was a person with good ability to read the ability, Wutong naturally knew the terrifying strength of the members of the Hakka family who beat the enemy.

In particular, the hundred-year-old Maha-sama is said to be able to fight with the world's strongest telepathic power, President Nitro.

In the concept of Sycamore, no matter what kind of opponent, as long as Master Maha is out of the horse, it is definitely easy to win.

No matter what Wutong thought, 'March' still continued to bombard the many housekeepers with a blank face,

There seems to be no hint of the housekeepers' desire to stall.

"Boom!"

Another wave of missiles missed, hitting the ground and setting off an explosion,

The figure of the sycamore entangled Nian appeared in the smoke and dust, looking a little calm, and did not receive the slightest injury.

"Hugh!"

But this time the difference is that a maverick missile did not hit the ground directly,

Instead, it made a detour, swept across the ground, and shot directly at the back of the sycamore from the smoke and dust!

"Missiles... It doesn't mean that you won't be tracked..."

'March' looked at Wutong's panicked expression, and looked indifferent,

"Boom!"

The homing missile exploded directly behind the sycamore, and the Guan family, who had been sluggish for a moment, had no time to dodge.

Another burst of smoke and dust from an explosion,

The embarrassed figure of the sycamore rolled out of it, and there was already a lake of flesh and blood behind him.